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The darkness. All of us shall know. Tonight I can see shadows of faces and hear the shadows of lost voices. They are interrupting my dreams. Now I seek to find beauty and kindness in our ugly world. Once lust made me seek taverns, the whiskey kisses and the dangerous dances. I told my pretty… Read more
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Choose what you love. (Choose what you love. Let it kill you. Lara Fabian.) We can masquerade as empty shadows. Live for useless things. Once free man forgot his face, once free man lost his dreams. Now the fragrance of memories. Remind him. Great dreams don’t die, just become forgotten and in sweet dreams. We… Read more
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The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the beach.The waves were the orchestra,the wind was whispering a love song. I tossed her into a twirl andI brought her back to me. By the light of the moon.Two lovers danced the movement of freedomand celebrating being alive. We come back to the ocean after each… Read more
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Poetry for the Pacific Ocean. I love to hear the orchestra of the Pacific Ocean.. The choir of the moving water, the hymn of the crashing waves and if we listen, maybe we can hear a siren song. When we adore the ocean, she can delight our hearts and we can love her tender melody. She can… Read more
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I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends, and they would find the sea. They would sing and dance for the falling sun and the rising moon. I was lucky. Dear Maria, befriended me and she taught… Read more
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Sometimes it snows in April… 1- Was a warm April day and she left him, feeling breathless. Her wild eyes and her thousand dreams, he adored. The fire in her voice, made him follow her to the Clinton River. He knew, she was the lady of the flowing river. He knew the sun danced in… Read more
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Wild Maria, dancing Maria. My Winter storm…. The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling your body against me moving with the music. I knew you were a whirlwind, a untamed wild sea and a free butterfly… Read more
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No take-backs my dear friend. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words, I should of never said. The bar word-man told him. My friend, no take-backs in a life. Every action or deed done, written and tattoo on the heart… Read more
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The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the beach.The waves were the orchestra andthe wind was whispering a love song. I tossed her into a twirl andI brought her back to me. By the light of the moon.Two lovers danced the movement of freedomand celebrating being alive. We come back to the ocean after… Read more
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On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao Just like a hurricane from hell.You twisted my world from a lonely existence to a lifewhere I needed your caress. You took me to a dark bedroom.Light many soft candles andslowly torn down walls of disappointment.… Read more
